Stuff about boobs
Yeah, yeah, I know I've posted heaps today. Deal.
I've slummed around the house all day wearing naught but my ladybug pj pants and my hen's night t-shirt. No bra. It feels grand for the first five hours or so. Then I begin to remember why I wear a bra. I get this horrible muscle cramp in a small muscle directly under my left boob. It kills and I have spent the last two hours carrying my nork in my hands when I move about the house, trying to stretch the muscle or relieve some pressure or something. Clearly, it's too late in the day for a bra now. But I'm glad I wasn't around in the time before bras and corsets, put it that way.
I've slummed around the house all day wearing naught but my ladybug pj pants and my hen's night t-shirt. No bra. It feels grand for the first five hours or so. Then I begin to remember why I wear a bra. I get this horrible muscle cramp in a small muscle directly under my left boob. It kills and I have spent the last two hours carrying my nork in my hands when I move about the house, trying to stretch the muscle or relieve some pressure or something. Clearly, it's too late in the day for a bra now. But I'm glad I wasn't around in the time before bras and corsets, put it that way.